You're where the Wild Things are...

An in-character blog set in the universe of EVE Online. These are the private diary entries of Lady Ekaterina Mariya deSilvestris, a minor Amarrian Noble and Capsuleer. Other existing characters within EVE will be referred to throughout, though any opinions and views expressed are those of this character. These entries may touch on or directly address mature themes such as violence, sexuality, race and ethnicity, and mental health. As noted, any views are those of the character.

Before we begin, I feel it important to say a few words on the subject of mental health. Ekaterina, or Ekat as many call her, is something of a troubled soul. This aspect of her character is a personal choice I have made, for very personal reasons. Although EVE is a game in which the players can immerse themselves to a greater or lesser degree as they wish, mental health is a very real issue for many people. Those two simple words cover a myriad different issues and concerns that affect people directly or indirectly every day all, over the world.

If you find yourself affected by any issues touched upon in these posts, or if you face your own troubles, please know that there are people out there you can turn to; doctors, friends, family - there is ALWAYS someone. If you are an EVE player, then Broadcast 4 Reps chat is available, staffed by wonderfully kind and good-hearted volunteers. If you know of someone who has mental health issues, then please just let them know you are there. It doesn't have to be anything big, just a smile, a cup of tea, a quick phone call about last night's game - just a little thing to show they aren't forgotten.

You Never Fly Alone.
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Happy Birthday, Mama!  Such a shame I could not be there to celebrate, but the warzone shows no sign of letting any of us have time to ourselves.  I was, however, able to contact Mama and speak to her, and I know she is not lonely, for Felix, Sasha, and Papa are all there.  I do so very much envy them the delicious feast the Ankine no doubt prepared.  How lucky they are, and what I would not trade to have my own Ankine here.  I do feel a little bit guilty for having told Mama that it was only possible to communicate with voice, but she would only have worried had she seen the bruise on my face, and she has quite enough to contend with.  Besides, it is quite honestly nothing to worry about.  A simple consequence of my hobby.

Mama also mentioned that Nikolai would be able to visit, as his transfer into Sarum Naval Forces is now complete.  That will be wonderful, for it is so long since my dear brother has been home.  I hope we are granted the opportunity to see more of one another.  How I have missed him.

Papa has apparently chosen Grigor Orlov as my replacement for Lilya's Security.  I could not agree more.  Orlov is loyal and thorough, and the security of Lilya's holdings will be in extremely safe hands.  It has, of course, reminded me that I still have much to do regarding investigation into that business on Nafrivik.  I also must see if anything has come of the analysis of the data pulled from that station on Floseswin.  There are so many real and potential enemies it is difficult to know where to begin, but with Faith and Perseverance, we shall see success.
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